The St Winifred’s Trilogy

From Janus 15

THE ST WINIFRED’S VIDEO

A milestone in spanking video productions, the St Winifred’s trilogy is a schoolgirl discipline saga of truly epic dimensions. Three films in one, making up a continuous narrative — yet each film complete in itself.

The irresponsible conduct and appalling misbehaviour of some of the pupils at St Winifred’s are posing a threat to the good name of this exclusive boarding school for girls. The school council decide to introduce strict corporal punishment in order to nip the evil in the bud. The six pretty ringleaders are tried, sentenced, then punished with the utmost severity. The headmaster’s study is awash with girlish wailings and sobbings as one by one the nubile culprits are denuded of their knickers and subjected to a veritable blitzkrieg of spankings, slipperings, tawsings and canings!

The bum-blistering punishments fall thick and fast, creating a rich, multi-layered effect that leaves the viewer breathless with excitement and the girls in floods of tears, clutching at their throbbing, wealed buttocks. No less than twelve separate punishment episodes, each unique in itself! Double doses of painful discipline for each girl, culminating in the austerely charismatic headmaster administering a merciless thrashing to the shapely bare bottom of Norton, the snootily arrogant Head Girl who, earlier on in the saga, spanks the junior girls with such conspicuous relish.

The St Winifred’s trilogy, made to the highest quality, has many original features including hauntingly poignant slow-motion ‘action replays, which enable the viewer to really appreciate the full effect of a severe caning on a naughty girl’s bare bottom. Truly a breathtaking, unforgettable viewing experience!

THE ATHLETES’ LESSON

The school council of St Winifred’s, including the beautiful Head Girl as co-opted member, vote enthusiastically in favour of introducing corporal punishment. But the pretty culprits, arraigned before this disciplinary tribunal, are fervently wishing that the ground would swallow them up. One or two are practically in tears already.

The two junior girls, one in vest and flimsy white shorts, the other in a bottom-hugging leotard, are sentenced to a humiliating spanking over the Head Girl’s knee, followed by a twelve-stroke caning apiece by the headmaster, that leaves authentically angry weals and makes it extremely difficult for them to sit down afterwards. We see the look of horror on the other girls’ faces as they queue to await their medicine. Colonel Forbes crisply informs them that they’re all due for ‘a good flogging’ — each and every one!

THE SIXTH-FORMERS’ LESSON

The action continues. Two very pretty sixth-formers are accused of inciting a ‘sit-in’. The Colonel is outraged at such blatant insubordination. The shivering, trembling girls nearly faint on the spot when they’re awarded fourteen strokes of the tawse, followed by fourteen of the cane — all on their bare bottoms, in full view of the assembled gathering.

The icily-severe Head Girl really lays into them with the tawse, until they’re whimpering like little kids and frantically rubbing their blazing behinds. The blonde girl has to kneel up on the chair for the cane, her gym tunic hoisted up at the back, her navy-blue knickers down around her knees. The Headmaster canes her so cruelly that she collapses into tears. Likewise her friend, who gets so feverishly agitated that she forgets to count aloud the strokes! She wails in anguish when the Head announces his intention of starting all over again…

THE HEAD GIRL’S LESSON

The grand finale! Colonel Forbes delivers his bombshell. Norton, the Head Girl, is not after all the model of virtue and propriety she makes out to be — he caught her, together with her blonde deputy, necking in the woods with two boys!

These two most senior girls in the school are duly stripped of their privileges and their knickers. The blonde cries like a baby when Colonel Forbes pulls down her little white pants and slippers her energetically. Then the attractively arrogant Head Girl receives an amazingly full-blooded tawsing from him. A memorable slow-motion replay captures in unremitting close-up the systematic reddening of her pert, saucy bottom.

Finally, the tearful, woe-begone girls are caned relentlessly. They receive an incredible eighteen strokes apiece! Both are weeping copiously by the end. These are among the severest schoolgirl punishments ever recorded on video.

Film critic John Donelly reviews the brilliant new three-part Janus video

St Winifred’s is quite simply the best spanking video that’s ever been made. It just has to be seen to be believed!

It’s also easily the most ambitious. The cast of eight includes no less than six — yes six! — breathtakingly beautiful but incorrigibly naughty girls who are subjected to a relentless sequence of hand-spankings, slipperings, tawsings and canings that leaves the viewer speechless! Each punishment richly deserved and unique in itself!

The three videos separately and together create and sustain an electric atmosphere of authentic schoolgirl discipline. Each film is self-contained and forms a complete narrative, although the full devastating effect can only really be gained by viewing the Trilogy in its entirety.

Even the three titles: The Athletes’ Lesson, The Sixth Formers’ Lesson and The Head Girl’s Lesson deserve special commendation for the erotic and delightfully humorous way in which they’re presented. A scantily clad schoolgirl chalking them up on the blackboard, getting soundly walloped every time she makes a spelling mistake. And it’s patently obvious that spelling is not her strong-point…

The action unfolds in the oak-panelled academic sobriety of the headmaster’s conference room. A school council meeting is in full swing.

Appalled by recent signs that St Winifred’s, an exclusive boarding school for girls, is deteriorating into a hot-bed of indiscipline and ‘irresponsible conduct’, the headmaster proposes the introduction of corporal punishment throughout the school. The other council members give their unanimous support to this drastic measure. The distinguished — if somewhat irascible — war veteran, Colonel Forbes, is of the opinion that ‘the girls will all benefit from a good flogging!’ Even Head Girl Jilly Norton, the co-opted pupil member of the council, agrees wholeheartedly… although she doubts if the other girls will share her enthusiasm!

Jilly Norton is a sultry, dark-haired, intense sort of girl who certainly takes her Head Girl responsibilities seriously, including soundly smacking the bare bottoms of Blisset and Beddowes, the two junior girls, prior to their being caned by the headmaster. Little does Norton know, but by the end of the Trilogy she herself will be on the receiving end, bawling and blubbering as vociferously as any well-spanked, well-caned third-year tomboy!

The actual punishments begin almost straight away. No long, tedious build-ups — concentrated, quintessential discipline is the name of the game here! There are no less than a dozen separate tannings in the three St Winifred’s videos.

The teenage culprits, all neat and pretty in their school uniforms, look horror-struck when the headmaster announces what’s in store for them. They are to be made an example of. They can expect no mercy whatsoever.

Norton is delegated to ‘fetch the instruments of correction’: a bundle of vicious-looking school canes, a long, thick leather tawse and a well-worn, outsize gym slipper. The girls quake and tremble at the thought of their pretty bottoms being punished by such a veritable armoury of weapons. Norton’s dinky little blue gymslip is so short it barely covers the tops of the black stockings she’s allowed to wear as a special privilege.

The unfortunate girls are dealt with in pairs. Each pair is ‘tried’ and ‘sentenced’ by the council. Here the film manages to combine the tension of court-room drama with the erotic piquancy of schoolgirl bottom-smacking.

In The Athletes’ Lesson, the two junior girls, a ravishing yet impish brunette and her friend, a tall willowy blonde, are indicted with the heinous offence of having written appallingly ungrammatical compositions, and — worse still — of having cavorted around the dormitory in blatantly erotic underwear!

Colonel Forbes and the headmaster look suitably outraged at such improprieties, but Blisset, the sexually precocious blonde culprit, is unable to suppress a helpless titter at the incongruity of her intimate underwear being mentioned in such dignified, judicial surroundings.

But a death-ray glare from the headmaster wipes the grin from her pretty face. ‘Sentence’ is passed on the pair of them, and Blondie realizes with a sickening lurch that she’s in for an extremely rude awakening: namely, the utter disgrace of being treated like a naughty little first-former and receiving a prolonged and severe hand-spanking over Head Girl Norton’s knee — who, incidentally, displays conspicuous enthusiasm for the disciplinary chores assigned to her. This to be followed by no less than twelve strokes from that dreadfully swishy cane the headmaster is flexing so meaningfully… Poor Blondie! But first, this double-dose of discipline is administered to the nubile bottom of Blondie’s fellow-culprit, who has to pull her flimsy white nylon shorts all the way down to her knees and blushingly lower herself over Norton’s knee.

In full view of the council and the other girls, she’s first lectured, scolded, and then resoundingly spanked by the Head Girl until her saucily uptilted bare bottom is pillar-box red. And I do mean pillar-box red — from where her hips begin, right the way down to the tops of her thighs! Frequent glimpses of the girl’s agonised facial expressions allow us to savour to the full the delicious eroticism of this curtain-raising bum-warming.

Then it’s Blondie’s turn to be spanked. Not quite as stoical as her friend, she interrupts the spanking with frequent yells of ‘NO! NO! NO!’ and kicks and scissors her legs in such disgraceful abandon that Norton is obliged to smack the backs of her legs to subdue her coltish rebelliousness.

Interesting to note that this athletic blonde junior miss is wearing a figure-hugging leotard. With an air of icy disdain, the snooty Head Girl tucks the gusset right up in between Blondie’s bottom-cheeks, so that her seat of learning is virtually bare — well stuck-up, and poutingly provocative.

Grimly ignoring Blondie’s sobbing promises to behave in future, Norton continues to spank her so thoroughly that her bottom begins to resemble a Turner sunset! Is Norton merely carrying out her headmaster’s instructions… or is she perhaps getting a trifle carried away by it all?

Next, these two near-delinquent juniors are going to get acquainted with the cane — their bottoms still hot and glowing from the spanking they’ve received. The headmaster looks fearfully angry as he swishes the cane about in the air…

The other girls watch in hypnotised horror, knowing their turn is going to come all too soon. The fair-haired girl seated on the left is practically crying already. Is it the pain she fears, or the dreadfully mortifying experience of a knickers-down, bare-bottom exposure? And why is Colonel Forbes licking his lips and getting that glazed look in his eyes?

The tomboyish brunette gets it first. Out front again, bum-hugging little shorts pulled down to her knees, bent right over the punishment table. She feels absurdly helpless and vulnerable, as well as shockingly exposed.

The sentence is twelve sizzling strokes. The headmaster lays them on slowly, unhurriedly, with a relentless precision that decorates the howling girl’s shapely bum with crimson clusters of authentically painful weals. How authentic and painful they are can be judged by the obvious difficulty the weeping girl has in sitting down afterwards.

A similar fate befalls Blondie. Ever seen a leotard-clad girl with a well-striped bottom before? All her cheekiness and flippancy evaporates beneath the onslaught of the cane.

To imprint the message on her mind as well as on her posterior she, like all the other girls, is made to count the strokes. By the time she’s reached ‘TWELVE!’ the high-pitched urgency of her cries would gain her a starring role in any opera you care to name! The row of soon-to-be-punished girls behind her have every reason to look worried…

The Sixth-Formers’ Lesson, the second part of the trilogy, opens as before to the squeak of chalk on blackboard, the fleshy CRACK! of tawse on girlish rump, and the owner’s outraged squeal of dismay.

Norton calls the meeting back to order. She’s rapidly acquiring a taste for dishing out punishment, and can’t wait to get her hands on the bottoms of her next two victims — who quail and tremble in agitated anticipation.

One’s a bubbly-curled blonde, the other a tall shapely girl with long dark hair. Mutely the latter begs for clemency with those big, brown, doe-like eyes of hers. But only the severest of punishments will do, says the headmaster. Fourteen strokes of the tawse, followed by another fourteen with the cane! How else would you set about punishing a pernicious pair for helping to incite a pupil sit-in? He doesn’t honestly think these two girls will be doing much sitting for a while, after today.

Norton sets their bottoms on fire with the tawse, the blonde one first Bent over the chair, gym tunic raised at the back, navy-blue knickers pulled down — her bare bottom pouts deliciously. She starts to whimper pathetically as her buttocks judder beneath the heavy impacts of the tawse. Wide scarlet bands appear all across her teenage rump. The camera focuses lovingly on Norton’s handiwork.

The desperately anxious dark-haired girl is made to pull her knickers right up into her cleft, thus making her bottom all the more vulgarly exposed. The angry tawse soon makes her fervently wish she’d never heard of student protests!

Then, as if that wasn’t bad enough, she’s caned by the Head. Over the table. Dreadful ignominy of having to take her knickers down! Bare-bottomed, displaying her all!

Ten agonising strokes have graphically striped her frantically squirming bottom. But horror of horrors — she’s forgotten to count them! So she gets them all over again, right the way up to number fourteen. Of course she’s crying her eyes out by the end. Real hot, wet, splashy tears. The camera follows her back to her seat and we see her jump a mile in the air when she tries to sit down on the hard wooden bench…

A unique feature of the St Winifred’s Trilogy is the special slow-motion ‘action replays’ of the tawsings and canings, enabling the viewer to study in minute detail the weal-imparting strokes punishing blushing bottom cheeks; the ferocious, beetling brow of the magisterial headmaster towering above the cowering, bent-over girls; and of course, the exquisite agony etched on their tear-stained faces, their hair all mussed up and in delicious disarray. Even their cries and wails are slowed down until they seem to issue not from their throats but from the very depths of their souls. An inspired touch is the lugubrious ecclesiastical music, which counterparts it all perfectly.

And as for The Head Girl’s Lesson, the grand climax of the St Winifred’s Trilogy… I intend to tantalise you all by drawing a veil of delicacy over the painful proceedings.

Suffice it to say that here at last the redoubtable Colonel Forbes springs into the arena with a vengeance! The shy little blonde Deputy Head Girl gets her tiny white cotton knickers pulled down so that Forbes can thrash her with the gym slipper. Mercilessly thrash her, too, because all the strokes are concentrated on one area: the cheeky crowns of her pert buttocks… and Forbes manages to make her bend over at such an immodest angle!

I must confess that it all got too much for me at this point. The bulge in my trousers was threatening to overshadow my critical objectivity!

Relieved and refreshed, I returned to my labour of love…

This is where Norton, the snootily arrogant Head Girl, gets her bum-blistering comeuppance. No mercy for her, the school council strip her of her holier-than-thou, self-righteous pose. She’s proved to be an utter disgrace to the school — I can’t begin to tell you what Colonel Forbes caught her doing in the woods!

For her sins she receives a bare-bottom tawsing par excellence, followed by a simply incredible eighteen stroke caning!

‘I’m sorry, headmaster! I’m sorry!! I’M SORRY!!!’ she howls, her writhing, surging bottom striated with angry weals.

Incidentally, the part of Jilly Norton is played by that delectably naughty young lady gracing the cover of Janus 12. Everyone told her she deserved to get her bottom thoroughly spanked and caned for posing so provocatively in our favourite magazine… but she just laughed. I don’t honestly think she bargained on getting quite such a bottom-tanning as this! She’s faithfully promised us she’ll never ever be naughty again, says she’s learned her lesson, says the very thought of all you readers and viewers gloating over her shame and disgrace is enough to make her burst into tears all over again…

And if you study the closing sequence of the film, as the camera pans up and down the row of sorely chastened, wet-eyed, hot-bottomed schoolgirls, you’ll understand why.

And if you don’t yet possess a video recorder, I can’t think of a more excellent reason than this film for buying or hiring one!

And finally, the videos themselves:

The Athletes’ Lesson:

The Sixth-Formers’ Lesson:

The Head Girl’s Lesson: